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Showing posts with label victorian mourning jewelry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label victorian mourning jewelry. Show all posts

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Departing Ship


In addition to "Forget Me Not," I made a second piece about my father titled, "Departing Ship." This piece is based on a button from my dad's Navy pea coat and the popular image for Victorian mourning jewelry of a departing ship. When I was working on ideas for a piece about my father, I made a list of objects I associate with him that have some sort of personal significance to me: storage boxes he made for our camping supplies, his chef hats, his perfectly white Reebok sneakers. I asked my mom about all of the things on my list and nothing is left, except for one of the original buttons from his Navy pea coat. I wore this coat in college and somehow still have a button, even though the coat is long gone. At first I was very disappointed that nothing was left, but then I realized it was actually a good thing and truly appropriate given my father's illness. So I worked with the single button, toying with the idea of casting it, but then decided to really play up trying to replace it or recreate it by finding buttons that were almost the same. I made 68 pins for this arrangement/installation, my father's age now. Over time as pins are purchased, this number will diminish or disappear much like his memory, and eventually his life.


Normally, I would not bring up selling my work in a post like this, but the purchase of these pins is something I really want because it is the continuation of the piece. I want them to disappear… it adds to the meaning. If you are interested in having one for yourself, send me an email (atavern@gmail.com). They are $50 each.

More images on Flickr.

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Thursday, March 20, 2014

I Live Here Now, Part 12: A First Look

Forget Me Not

This necklace is about my father. It's modeled after Victorian mourning jewelry--painted black to represent jet and with both a picture of my father and some of his hair inside the locket. The image is one I took when I moved to Asheville from Seattle in 2007. My parents helped me move and spent a week with me getting my apartment ready. It was the last time I had true quality time with my dad before he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's a few years later. The image is obscured with his hair and further blurred by scratched acrylic. 


sterling silver, spray paint, acrylic, picture of my father, my father's hair 



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